Ever-rest

Holding my breath until the weekend. Some weeks feel like ascending Everest—with its peak being my two days off, of course. Everest even contains the word “rest,” as well as “ever,” which to me means perpetual leisure and not death. Imagine having leisure forever. This would not be like something enjoyed by a vampire, forContinue reading “Ever-rest”

On personal solubility

I’ve pinned a button onto my jacket that denotes me as soluble. Pure and simple. It’s a blue button with white text. I’ve a high potential for condensation. I feel I could dissolve like salt in warm water. In an argument, I can disintegrate into clumps like acrylic in an acetone bath. Don’t ever wetContinue reading “On personal solubility”

Morning Meanderings

A cow’s moo and the muffled grunt of Frankenstein’s monster (Karloff). Compare & contrast. ** I am in my cocoon right now, complete with classical music (Chopin’s Mazurkas) coffee and Wayne Koestenbaum’s Pink Trance Notebooks, dudes. In a bubble I might instead be listening to Bach or Brahms and per chance reading Bukowski? ** ThoughtContinue reading “Morning Meanderings”